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Late Shift 6: Into the Future

 
  

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The Return Of Rothkoid
00:15 / 05.01.03
Well, I did get to say hello to people tonight, at least. Sniff.

I also went to the doctor this morning, before coming back to do some internet sett-uppy things. I still am not sure about whether I should take anything or not. Worried.
 
 
Ganesh
00:17 / 05.01.03
You should. PM me if you want to discuss it.
 
 
telyn
00:17 / 05.01.03
I just got home, and everywhere is covered with my late nan's stuff. How very wierd. For all you who are sleeping on someone else's floor tonight... I am sleeping on my own floor. My uncle has my bed and I am exiled downstairs!
 
 
Tryphena Absent
00:22 / 05.01.03
And suddenly it feels like everyone's still in the same room, maybe it's the smell of cigarettes floating in waves off my clothes!
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:34 / 05.01.03
Sorry I missed yr telephonic presence, Roth. But hello anyway.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
21:33 / 05.01.03
I'm back. Same room? Not quite. At work again - quite unimpressed with the day, but hey.

Ganesh: will do.

And stoatie: I know! Gah. Wish I'd been able to chat to you, too. Hello back.
 
 
Mazarine
23:44 / 05.01.03
Football (US) sucks. Primarily because of its inability to adhere to its own damn timeslot.
 
 
Mazarine
23:45 / 05.01.03
Anyone else up?
 
 
Tryphena Absent
23:59 / 05.01.03
I'm finding weblogs of people called Janina. I have found three.
 
 
Mazarine
00:02 / 06.01.03
Any good?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:05 / 06.01.03
Yeah, I'm at work again. But as of the morning, I'm off for a week! Yay me! I've just been looking up stupid laws online instead of working, so I foresee a big rushing-to-meet-deadlines panic at about 5 am.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
00:05 / 06.01.03
Not really but I've decided that they all should have links because they're called janina and there are so few I really can't pick and choose.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:33 / 06.01.03
Does that make you kind of like a blogger equivalent of Dave Gorman?
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
00:44 / 06.01.03
Still aroond. Though about to go have lunch, and see if a) I can find any 3/4 trousers and b) see if Behringer's amps are any good.

Hm. Maybe.
 
 
Mazarine
00:50 / 06.01.03
3/4 trousers. Are those like clamdiggers?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:57 / 06.01.03
I think they're like 3/4 trouser, 1/4 sock.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
01:08 / 06.01.03
Coo I hadn't thought of that, maybe, except my name isn't reeeeaaallllyyyy Janina and I'm not going to tell any of them that I've put the links up. This is a stealth operation. Say if you find any Janina's you must tell me immediately!!
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
01:19 / 06.01.03
(whispers) hey, my name's not really Chairman Maominstoat either. But don't tell anyone.
 
 
Tryphena Absent
01:29 / 06.01.03
Ohmygod, my world is shattered, and it suited you so well!
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
01:37 / 06.01.03
I do think Brian Aldridge is a wanker, though.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
01:52 / 06.01.03
RGM: Yep. Methinks. But couldn't find any. And the guitar store was full of fuckers playing Limp Bizkit riffs, so I couldn't test out the amp.

Deadshits.

Maybe I should change my real name to Rothkoid. Then I could get my own TV show: The Rothkoid Files. Sounds like every Monday lunchtime at university that I ever had...
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
01:54 / 06.01.03
The Rothkoid Files. That would be class.
 
 
The Strobe
09:41 / 06.01.03
Surely: Rothkoid PI?

Or perhaps just Rothkoid, which is either about a detective, a forensic pathologist, an antiques dealer, or a lawyer.

Or Rothkoid!, which is about a badly dubbed thing with mad kungfu-skillz.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
09:51 / 06.01.03
I'm tempted to start a "pitch a show for Rothkoid" thread. But am just worried that it a) takes Barbe-selfindulgence to new heights (or lows) and b) wouldn't be long until someone makes a Rothkoid and Son joke.

You dirty old fictionsuit!
 
 
Mourne Kransky
16:55 / 06.01.03
Star Trek II: The Roth of Koid was good. Ricardo Lamas doesn't have your legs though.
 
 
ONLY NICE THINGS
17:01 / 06.01.03
Ricardo Mont(theface)alban, surely? He was the Red Skull as well, I think. And mounted the face of glamorous Joan Collins.

Eeeeevil.
 
 
The Strobe
17:40 / 06.01.03
And, of course, tried to mount the face of a poor imitator of HRH The Queen in Naked Gun. Top bombing.

And surely: Episode Six: Return of the Rothkoid?
 
 
Mourne Kransky
18:06 / 06.01.03
Wrong orange skinned mutant actor, dagnabbit! I would do it when Haus is watching too...
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
21:33 / 06.01.03
As long as nobody has me confused with Hervé Villechaize, then it's ALL GOOD.
 
 
Ariadne
23:16 / 06.01.03
Man, it's cold. My heating's usually pretty good but it's a bit chilly in here tonight. And that's in London - how will I cope in Boston next week if I'm this wimpy?
 
 
telyn
23:54 / 06.01.03
Thermal underwear? Ugly, but useful.

I'm going 100 miles north tomorrow - expecting quite a temperature change as well. I haven't quite finished packing but I can do it in the morning when I know how I'm travelling.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
00:29 / 07.01.03
Have some of out heat, Ariadne. I don't need to be sweating while I walk. Mm, attractive.

If Boston cold is anything like Toronto cold, you should be fine: just wear more layers. I found it colder in London than anywhere because it's kinda damp, I think: it's the ineffectual, constant rainy weather that sorta does it, I guess...
 
 
Tryphena Absent
00:31 / 07.01.03
Well I'm bloody freezing and tired and I've been watching The Geena Davis Show and that's just really sad.
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
21:30 / 07.01.03
Back at work. No distractions. Hay-ulp.
 
 
The Strobe
21:42 / 07.01.03
I would help out Rothkoid, but I'm about to go to bed. I need to get up EARLY tomorrow if I'm to get any work done on this disseration - need to have drafted it by, god, Saturday night. And preferably Friday night. I need Saturday to pack my life up.

Fuck.
 
  

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